Writing Every Day (?)
— writing — 2 min read
aaaaaaaaand... time. that's how long this whole "write once a day" routine worked. luckily it wasn't a 2020 resolution, or it'd be over much sooner than the 1 or 2 weeks i was able to (sorta) keep it up. the irony is that, with this post, i'm still technically on track.
i've decided to (gasp!) stop writing every day primarily because i don't have anything purposeful to say. if every post is going to be a shitty version of a livejournal that i bang out before the day is over, what's the fucking point? i want to give a shit about what i write, and forcing a daily cadence isn't the right move.
at least it's deployed to
now, like every other one of my side projects post mid-2019, so that's kinda nice.
the horrifying prospect of having to write something as part of my day had one major effect on my day-to-day: i thought more about those ideas and opinions that fleet through your head and — usually — into the ether. but when i'm searching for something to write about, i think about my thoughts a bit more. yesterday's post about housing requirements comes from an instantaneous, mild annoyance at hitting my arm on a ceiling fan while taking off a shirt. i'd (intermittently) been collecting those minor annoyances every since renting an apartment in SF and decided that, fuck it, that was good enough to write a blog post on and put on the internet for unwitting passerby to learn about.
it's fun knowing that literally nobody is reading these posts — obscurity through obscurity. every time i'm struck by a pang of 'oh shit, i need to make sure what i wrote online is something i still agree with today', i'm comforted by the fact that nobody could possibly give a shit.
an empty space to semi-publicaly chuck throwaway thoughts is kinda nice. i bet this is what finstas (or rinstas? i can never keep them straight) are for. i bet this is what pseudononymous twitter accounts are for. a little void to shove garbage into and forget about it. it's like the 'sparkfile' idea — just chuck your ideas into the notebook as they happen to avoid digging your own rabbit hole.
"digging your own rabbit hole"— · Matt Condon (dot) (@mattgcondon) February 1, 2020
the sparkfile, but for non-ideas. for things that need an audience to be said, but need no audience to be heard.